Several years ago my grandparents lost their home to a fire. Very few things were salvageable and many things were simply irreplaceable.
My grandad held on to this Norinco SKS that he, according to my grandmother, purchased while in Alaska during the late '60s/early '70s. After the fire, he recovered the SKS and kept it down in his shop, leaving it there to sit on the dirt floor to rust. Years later he later passed from lung cancer.
I present to you a functional rifle that once went through a complete loss home fire, had mud caked through the entire barrel, rusted open bolt, and ruined stock. I hope my grandad is proud of what I've done with it.